Powder snow falls at 5 am.
I rub my still-tired eyes.

I stuff my clothes in a big trunk
and leave without fixing my hair.

On the way to the station, my memories and these sights
I've gotten used to make my heart grow tight.

Burn the book I lent you
along with all your urgent thoughts

because summer is over.

I bundle up all the memories that I can't handle anymore
and throw them to the sky as my farewell.

I loved the summer sky that we
looked up at together while sitting on the grass.

I stretch out my hand; I want to touch you.
I can't take it--If this dream can never come true
again then I don't want to see it at all.

I throw away the memo I wrote last week
along with all the promises I can't keep

because summer is over.

Whenever the wind blows my heart grows still but
now, in this night of tears, I pray with all my heart.
I burn into my eyes the orange scene that sways in the morning light.

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